Mo Tear closed her eyes peacefully, Murong Yunshang cried into tears, her soft arms tightly held the unconscious Mo Tear in her arms, she didn't say a word, let her beautiful eyes ripple, blur her vision, blur her memories!

Chu Muyun, who was pale, quietly looked at this person who had made the four elders remember for a lifetime.

Gradually, a picture appeared in Chu Muyun's mind.

It was a painting, and it was a woman, with a pale pink dress that stretched to the ground, and a thin waist restrained by clouds.

The woman's face was extremely gorgeous, with a pair of phoenix eyes that were natural and charming, but also awe-inspiring. A green silk hair is combed into a Chinese bun, and the hair looks like a jade sword hairpin, reflecting the face like a hibiscus......

"Alas, if I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place!"

Chu Muyun and the three of them looked at Mo Tear's cold body and were silent, and there was not a trace of sound in the Optimus Bamboo Forest of the Optimus Peak for a long time. The battle between Murong Sword City and Elder Yang San in the cloud sky seemed to have paused because of this, until the sound of breaking the sky sounded in the distance, and a thick sigh broke the dead silence.

Standing on the top of the clouds were three old men in snow-white robes, and the sword intent around them was at its peak, burning like fireworks in the daytime. The floating clouds were silently cut into boundless flutters by the Peak Sword Intent as they passed past the three of them, scattered in the wind.

"There are three more old fellows who have cultivated to be terrifying, and this time they are in trouble. ”

The beautiful face of Bancheng Red Silk showed a solemnity, and the current situation was getting worse and worse. At first, with Mo Tears' help, the elders of the Hidden Sword Sect and the Famous Sword Sect could still be resisted for a while, plus if they played their hole cards, it was not impossible for them to get out of the Imperial Sword Sect unharmed.

But now, Mo Tear has exhausted his cultivation and passed away, and on the other side, three advanced old ghosts of the late stage of the Cave Heaven Realm have been added, and even the Bancheng Hongxuan, who has never put the three major sword sects in his eyes, has to be cautious.

"Heaven has done sin, but it is forgivable! This is a self-inflicted sin, and you cannot live. The voices of the four elders of the Hidden Sword Sect sounded immediately.

Smelling the worries and scruples of Bancheng Hongxuan, and the words that were still-for-tat at this time, Chu Muyun raised his head, and his red eyes looked indifferently at the two clear directions.

The four Tibetan swords led by Shang Sang have eyes like poisonous snakes, and they can't wait to eat themselves raw.

And the three Sword Pavilion elders from the Imperial Sword Sect focused all their attention on Senior Mo Tears, even though she was already unconscious.

"Senior brother has advised you more than once to restrain your unfettered personality, don't miss your life because of this. Unexpectedly, you were still too arrogant, and the Jade Bone Bingxin actually joined forces to kill the heir of Nantianmen, causing a monstrous disaster. ”

"You don't blame the master for being ruthless! Nantianmen is the leading giant in the entire Maple Domain, and it is also the dominant existence in the southern frontier of the Maple Domain, and their heir was killed, so they naturally have to be investigated to the end. ”

"Although my three major sword sects are not weak, they are a little shorter than those of Nantianmen. The old monster of the Seven Realms came to the door to ask for the Dharma, and the master couldn't protect the two of you even if he wanted to. ”

"For the sake of the thousands of lives of the Imperial Sword Sect, and for the sake of the Imperial Sword Sect not to be annihilated by the waves in the long river of sorcerers, his old man had no choice but to bow his head and admit his mistakes, and he had to endure the pain and punish the two of you with capital punishment......"

"Well, seventy years of captivity! Well, now you are completely free......

It turned out that these three old men who guarded the Sword Pavilion of the Imperial Sword Sect and guarded Mo Tears were the former brothers of Mo Tear and the Four Elders.

And the old man in the Taoist robe who opened his mouth was the senior brother of the jade bone ice heart.

He looked at Mo Tears in Murong Yunsheng's arms, and recalled the major events that had shaken the entire Western Frontier of the Maple Domain.

It is also the unwillingness in Mo Tear's heart.

Jade Bone Bingxin teamed up to kill the heir of Nantianmen, the first force in the southern Xinjiang of the Maple Domain, who was also the Heavenly Pride of the Golden Scale List. Later, the old monster of the Seven Realms in the Southern Heavenly Gate set foot in the Western Frontier and blocked the entire Imperial Sword Sect Mountain Range with a single move. Nearly 4,000 people from the Imperial Sword Sect were escorted to the Imperial Sword Table, waiting for Ling Chi.

That was the biggest catastrophe that the Imperial Sword Sect had encountered in a hundred years, and the old monster of the Southern Heavenly Gate Fu Nian Seven Realms controlled the life and death of the entire Imperial Sword Sect, threatening to destroy one sect in an instant.

His conditions are very simple, as long as he kills the two culprits of his heir, otherwise he will kill one person in one step.

At that time, the Edgeworth Sect Master was forced to be helpless, and personally executed the two beloved disciples of Jade Bone Bingxin on the Edgeworth Platform, and then at the request of the old monster of Nantianmen, the golden boy and jade girl who promised each other, one was imprisoned for eternity, and the other was exiled for eternity, and he could not be seen in life.

The old monster of the Seven Realms left a message, if in the future, he found that one of the Jade Bone Ice Heart had walked out of the Sword Pavilion captivity, or the other person had returned to the Sword Sect and violated the oath of punishment at the beginning, then he would come to the Sword Sect again and fulfill the promise of killing one person in that step.

"Let's go back with my brother...... Returning to the roots, looking at the world, only the Imperial Sword Sect is the place where you bury your bones!"

In the sky, among the three elders of the Imperial Sword Sect guarding the Sword Pavilion, the senior brother led by him took a light step, and the figure of the old man appeared strangely on the messy earth.

He walked this way.

Chu Muyun stood up at this moment, and without hesitation, he stood in front of Murong Yunsheng and the others, and faced this old man who was only a hundred meters away from him without fear.

"You can't take her away!" Chu Muyun said.

Listening to the sigh of the old man opposite, Chu Muyun also understood the unwillingness of the jade bone ice heart. It's just that with his understanding of the four elders, he never believed that the four elders would kill the heir of Nantianmen out of pride for no reason.

He had doubts in his heart, and even more guilt.

Senior Mo Tear had exhausted his cultivation to help him get out, and now after her death, how could he watch her body be taken away by the Imperial Sword Sect again, and should she continue to be imprisoned for seventy years?

If this is the case, then what kind of face does he have to say goodbye to the four elders, what is the so-called original intention, and what is the cultivation!

The Sword Pavilion elder of the Imperial Sword Sect who was a hundred meters away from Chu Muyun was slightly stunned.

"Hehe, you yourself are in a precarious situation, and you still have leisure to take care of other people's affairs. At the moment when the Sword Pavilion Elder of the Imperial Sword Sect was slightly stunned, the four elders in the direction of the Tibetan Sword Sect smiled indifferently.

"Hidden Sword Famous Sword Second Sect!One day, I will come to visit!" Chu Muyun clenched his fists, and the spiritual bones on his chest faintly emitted a slight fluctuation of divine patterns.

The half-city red silk behind him, in the jade hand, also held a token at some point.

"Little friends must not be persistent, otherwise it will be too late to regret it. The Sword Pavilion Elder of the Imperial Sword Sect frowned.

Seventy years, he still remembered it vividly, if this time it was really because Mo Tear broke through the captivity without authorization, and was known by the Nantianmen, and once again attracted the catastrophe of annihilation, then he would be a sinner of the Imperial Sword Sect for the ages. So this time, no matter what, I have to bring back Mo Tears's corpse.

"Then it seems that the grass is going to be eradicated!" Elder Shangsang, who had suffered trauma from Dongtian, waved his big sleeves and crossed the clouds again, wasted the void, and waved the sword of the remnant holy weapon in his hand to slash at Chu Muyun.

When the sword was swung, Chu Muyun, who was standing in place, closed his eyes, and at the same time, the two divine patterns on the inner view Tianyuan sat between his eyebrows, and there was a strange movement, which resonated with the divine patterns on the spiritual bones on his chest.

So under Shangsang's sword splitting the air, a divine pattern idea, the talent Xuanyuan Divine Pattern idea from the spirit bone, quietly diffused.

The thought turned into a thin grass and fell into the void.

And in Shangsang's eyes, he saw the withered life of the grass.